The bleakness of communism…living differently in similarity

I found myself exposed to the innocence of communism a few times. I had never seen Eastern Europe before the wall came down. But I had savoured the drab, greyness of a growing Varshava in 2005. I also strode my skeleton through the streets of Beijing in hope of finding an answer to the question Read more about The bleakness of communism…living differently in similarity[…]

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